Look at that fellow,
That man standing like an ‘Iroko’,
Feet rooted on the ground below,
Muscular body in awe by most,
A front for you to see.

I saw him days ago,
Next to his wife he’s a Lego,
Henpecked like a baby,
You see! your crush is little girl,
or a figurine for me,
or a coward to his wife.